Gag Reflex, Wesleyan’s Oldest Improv Comedy Group, is welcoming families for a fun and hilarious improv show this evening!

We perform a style of long-form improv comedy called the Armando, in which, upon receiving a word from the audience, one of us will tell a true-to-life monologue that we will use to inspire the rest of our scenes and stories. Bring your families, bring your friends, bring the people who might be upset if you called them that.

Do you like comedy? Are you maybe thinking about joining a comedy group but you want to know what Wes has to offer? Do you have a free hour and half between the hours of 7:30 and 9 on Friday? Then you should come to the Comedy Combo Show!!

At the show, you’ll see Punchline members perform stand-up in between the improv acts of short-form group Desperate Measures, long-form, free-form group New Teen Force, and long-form, Armando performing Gag Reflex (say that five times fast). Also, catch the sketch comedy of Lunchbox and the a capella sketch combination brought by Vocal Debauchery. If you are interested in doing comedy at Wes, all groups will also be announcing their audition times!

Bennett Kirschner ’13 asks me last minute to post something for him, in what is likely and tragically the last time ever:

Friends, the end is nigh. In celebration of our academic conquests, let us all sit back in the halls of Exley as Gag Reflex transports us to netherworlds and gyrates its lady-like limbs for the last time this year. I, for one, will be there, and I do hope you will be too.

Susan bids her mother, “Open the curtains! It is time for my public weeping and urination!” Mrs. Horton, besmeared with pudding, floating above the stage, sustained in flight by pulleys and puppeteers, wafts towards the sandbags and thrusts at them with knives, releasing dunes. She shreds up small pieces of paper in orgiastic delight. She bids she be flown forward. She hovers above Susan and drops chickens on her head. Mrs. Horton delivers her first line: “Turn on the waffle iron, Susan!”

Susan screams, “I can’t!” She overturns the poker table and chases all her cats around the stage. The cats are mauling the chickens and having their horrid eyes pecked out. Mrs. Horton smudges dirt into clumps of cabbage. She tosses bananas into piles and spits on them, throws down her shoes. “No one loves you!”

Susan begins to cry. “One day I will be an enormous statue of a man!” Mrs. Horton shakes in fits of glee and gales out loud, “No chance!” Mrs. Horton descends upon a heap of bacon. “Piss!”

The stage is flooded and the playhouse and the audience are all swept out to sea and Enormous Charles, the pirate squid, cooks them with his lasers.

Your parent is not a fat cat, thank God. But Gag Reflex, this Friday night, is gonna make jokes that’ll get you rolling and oozing with laughter all over the carpeted floor. So get your Clorox stain remover, and your Brawny quilted quicker picker-uppers and get ready for some deep cleaning! Litter boxes are not provided, but we’re hoping to find some lying around — for you, you old cod!

Watch out! Gag Reflex, Wesleyan’s oldest improvisational comedy/cooking group, is holding auditions this Friday! Whether you love busting chops or just eating them, Gag Reflex has something for you. No preparation or experience necessary. Stop by any time during auditions; each slot is only about 15 minutes. All genders are encouraged–we’re currently an all-male group seeking to mix it up! Feel free to send any questions to bkirschner@wesleyan.edu.

But on to what I’d wanted to post 2-day…
They’ve been laying down lives to protect and serve you and me since this crises started… so..

April Fawn Scheller

(Monday, Jun 1. 2020 09:12 PM)

If they get me one day just play it at my funeral.

April Fawn Scheller

(Monday, Jun 1. 2020 09:11 PM)

I clicked the link below nazi trash. Hitler gassed the Mad first, T-4. No matter how he killed us he couldn’t eradicate us, trauma always increases our number. As the phoenix we rise again but with more heads.